Innocence dies on the morrow –
but you don’t need to know that.
The thought of what is to come
would kill you before your time;
you need this night.
You need this moment,
this avenue of secret stillness,
this scented ‘now’ that sweeps away breath
and catches heart in throat to behold.
It is well that
you will have something to hold on to
when innocence dies.
and store up dreams
in girlish pockets,
Thank you Rosy! 🙂
This poem is absolutely beautiful. I read it twice and truly love it. Thank you.
Wonderful! Thank you! 🙂
This one made me a wee bit sad–guess I was looking back, thinking of lost innocence and how devastating it is. Wonderfully written though, to be able to evoke such strong feelings.
I was sad writing it – there is a sense of ‘paradise lost’ about it – a hard truth…
I absolutely love…“this scented ‘now’ that sweeps away breath“ Beautiful!
Thank you very much! 🙂
I love both the picture & poem equally. This is my favorite for today. It is a sad poem:But so beautiful!
Thank you Wendy! Yes, it is sad – but there are legitimate things to be sad about! All emotions can and should be expressed, in their own time…
This was like sweet and salty snacks . .sad and so beautiful all at once! Thank you for keeping us enthralled! God bless you!
Thank you Debbie – your comments are definitely my daily sweet indulgence!
Absolutely beautiful! Love the ebb and flow effect. 🙂
Thank you Elizabeth!
Wonderful and beautiful!
Thank you Peter! 🙂